Is it over or is it not
But sure you said goodbye my beloved.
There stood I not able to believe,
Like the breasts of a mother who just lost her child.
Full of milk and full of agony,
Full of knowledge that they won't be relieved
But still not able to believe.
There stood I not able to cry,
For fate's coldness.has frozen my tears…
Gone away are you from my warm chest,
For you think I will hurt your dearests.
But all I longed was your presence,
Like the earth longs for sun in solstice.
I want a womb so vast to cry out my heart.
That it be able to hide all my tears.
I want a hug so close to my chest,
That I be able to bury all my fears.
I want your hands so soft n silk
That they be able to stroke my hairs gentle
So gentle that they can speak to my heart
A heart that so lost in the dark
A heart that sunk in the deepest grief.
I want you to kiss my teary eyes
A kiss that makes the sun high and shine
And sweep away shadows of my deepest pain
I know all these are mere dreams,
The dreams I never going to see
For that you have gone far way
So far so far that you wont come back.
But oh my beloved,
I will love you till my death
And I will remember you even in my last breath.
When I die I will be taken to a grave,
A grave which will relieve all my woe.
Then I will love you till my bones wilt
Then into the earth I will be melt.
I will ride then the horse of the wind,
So long so long till I reach you in the end.
Then will I bloom to a rose…
So red so red like colored with my blood…
Next dawn you will see many roses bloomed,
But only one with the smell of your beloved…
Then I will sway until you look
And I will sway until I break..
Then you will come and pick me from my grave…
And I will think how sweet is my death
Then you will take me
And stroke me with your hands
Then you will keep me closer to your heart.
Then you will kiss me with those sweet lips of yours,
But you will never know why it feels so close
For the flowers cant speak and lips can't smell…
Then I will die on your hands
For I wanted nothing but just this moment
Then I lie on your hand
Bloodless and pure in white
For I am purified with that kiss of yours
Farewell farewell my beloved
Till we meet in the gardens of the lord
It was not over then my dear
But it is now my dearest dear
